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‘
Some
time
before
his
death
,
he
had
stamped
his
likeness
upon
a
little
boy
.
With
this
little
boy
,
the
only
pledge
of
her
departed
exciseman
,
Mrs
.
Bardell
shrank
from
the
world
,
and
courted
the
retirement
and
tranquillity
of
Goswell
Street
;
and
here
she
placed
in
her
front
parlour
window
a
written
placard
,
bearing
this
inscription
—
"
Apartments
furnished
for
a
single
gentleman
.
Inquire
within
.
"
’
Here
Serjeant
Buzfuz
paused
,
while
several
gentlemen
of
the
jury
took
a
note
of
the
document
.
‘
There
is
no
date
to
that
,
is
there
?
’
inquired
a
juror
.
‘
There
is
no
date
,
gentlemen
,
’
replied
Serjeant
Buzfuz
;
‘
but
I
am
instructed
to
say
that
it
was
put
in
the
plaintiff
’
s
parlour
window
just
this
time
three
years
.
I
entreat
the
attention
of
the
jury
to
the
wording
of
this
document
—
"
Apartments
furnished
for
a
single
gentleman
"
!
Mrs
.
Bardell
’
s
opinions
of
the
opposite
sex
,
gentlemen
,
were
derived
from
a
long
contemplation
of
the
inestimable
qualities
of
her
lost
husband
.
She
had
no
fear
,
she
had
no
distrust
,
she
had
no
suspicion
;
all
was
confidence
and
reliance
.
"
Mr
.
Bardell
,
"
said
the
widow
—
"
Mr
.
Bardell
was
a
man
of
honour
,
Mr
.
Bardell
was
a
man
of
his
word
,
Mr
.
Bardell
was
no
deceiver
,
Mr
.
Bardell
was
once
a
single
gentleman
himself
;
to
single
gentlemen
I
look
for
protection
,
for
assistance
,
for
comfort
,
and
for
consolation
;
in
single
gentlemen
I
shall
perpetually
see
something
to
remind
me
of
what
Mr
.
Bardell
was
when
he
first
won
my
young
and
untried
affections
;
to
a
single
gentleman
,
then
,
shall
my
lodgings
be
let
.
"
Actuated
by
this
beautiful
and
touching
impulse
(
among
the
best
impulses
of
our
imperfect
nature
,
gentlemen
)
,
the
lonely
and
desolate
widow
dried
her
tears
,
furnished
her
first
floor
,
caught
her
innocent
boy
to
her
maternal
bosom
,
and
put
the
bill
up
in
her
parlour
window
.
Did
it
remain
there
long
?
No
.
The
serpent
was
on
the
watch
,
the
train
was
laid
,
the
mine
was
preparing
,
the
sapper
and
miner
was
at
work
.
Before
the
bill
had
been
in
the
parlour
window
three
days
—
three
days
,
gentlemen
—
a
being
,
erect
upon
two
legs
,
and
bearing
all
the
outward
semblance
of
a
man
,
and
not
of
a
monster
,
knocked
at
the
door
of
Mrs
.
Bardell
’
s
house
.
He
inquired
within
—
he
took
the
lodgings
;
and
on
the
very
next
day
he
entered
into
possession
of
them
.
This
man
was
Pickwick
—
Pickwick
,
the
defendant
.
’
Serjeant
Buzfuz
,
who
had
proceeded
with
such
volubility
that
his
face
was
perfectly
crimson
,
here
paused
for
breath
.
The
silence
awoke
Mr
.
Justice
Stareleigh
,
who
immediately
wrote
down
something
with
a
pen
without
any
ink
in
it
,
and
looked
unusually
profound
,
to
impress
the
jury
with
the
belief
that
he
always
thought
most
deeply
with
his
eyes
shut
.
Serjeant
Buzfuz
proceeded
—
‘
Of
this
man
Pickwick
I
will
say
little
;
the
subject
presents
but
few
attractions
;
and
I
,
gentlemen
,
am
not
the
man
,
nor
are
you
,
gentlemen
,
the
men
,
to
delight
in
the
contemplation
of
revolting
heartlessness
,
and
of
systematic
villainy
.
’
Here
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
who
had
been
writhing
in
silence
for
some
time
,
gave
a
violent
start
,
as
if
some
vague
idea
of
assaulting
Serjeant
Buzfuz
,
in
the
august
presence
of
justice
and
law
,
suggested
itself
to
his
mind
.
An
admonitory
gesture
from
Perker
restrained
him
,
and
he
listened
to
the
learned
gentleman
’
s
continuation
with
a
look
of
indignation
,
which
contrasted
forcibly
with
the
admiring
faces
of
Mrs
.
Cluppins
and
Mrs
.
Sanders
.
‘
I
say
systematic
villainy
,
gentlemen
,
’
said
Serjeant
Buzfuz
,
looking
through
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
and
talking
AT
him
;
‘
and
when
I
say
systematic
villainy
,
let
me
tell
the
defendant
Pickwick
,
if
he
be
in
court
,
as
I
am
informed
he
is
,
that
it
would
have
been
more
decent
in
him
,
more
becoming
,
in
better
judgment
,
and
in
better
taste
,
if
he
had
stopped
away
.
Let
me
tell
him
,
gentlemen
,
that
any
gestures
of
dissent
or
disapprobation
in
which
he
may
indulge
in
this
court
will
not
go
down
with
you
;
that
you
will
know
how
to
value
and
how
to
appreciate
them
;
and
let
me
tell
him
further
,
as
my
Lord
will
tell
you
,
gentlemen
,
that
a
counsel
,
in
the
discharge
of
his
duty
to
his
client
,
is
neither
to
be
intimidated
nor
bullied
,
nor
put
down
;
and
that
any
attempt
to
do
either
the
one
or
the
other
,
or
the
first
,
or
the
last
,
will
recoil
on
the
head
of
the
attempter
,
be
he
plaintiff
or
be
he
defendant
,
be
his
name
Pickwick
,
or
Noakes
,
or
Stoakes
,
or
Stiles
,
or
Brown
,
or
Thompson
.
’
This
little
divergence
from
the
subject
in
hand
,
had
,
of
course
,
the
intended
effect
of
turning
all
eyes
to
Mr
.
Pickwick
.
Serjeant
Buzfuz
,
having
partially
recovered
from
the
state
of
moral
elevation
into
which
he
had
lashed
himself
,
resumed
—
